Chapter 52

The strange melody, with its strong exotic flavor, tinkled and hummed, and listening to these tunes, it was as if one could see a cobra slowly rising from a basket, swaying left and right.

Feng Yi didn't know what the snakes felt, but as he listened, he didn't feel any sense of calm; instead, he felt a bit annoyed.

Do snakes really enjoy listening to such flute music?

Turning off the music, Feng Yi calmed his烦躁的情绪, and searched for information about snake charmers.

He learned that snakes have very poor hearing, but they can sense vibrations from their surroundings and the ground.

The snakes in the TV shows are trained and kept by the snake charmers.

As for why the snakes move...

They are just following the movement of the flute. If you place your hand in front of them and move it from side to side, they will also stare at your hand and sway. The higher they stand, the more obvious and graceful their "dance" becomes.

Of course, whether they bite is another matter.

Some more aggressive ones might be ready to attack as soon as you put your hand in front of them.

Now, due to government regulations, snake charmers and their snakes can mostly only be seen on TV or in documentaries.

Feng Yi wasn't particularly interested in this. After figuring out that snakes don't really dance to music, he deleted the related songs.

"Should I still listen to Buddhist music?"

Feng Yi had no real interest in Buddhist music.

After some thought, he decided to contact his teacher, Mr. Wei, who taught him how to play the piano, to ask about music suitable for cultivating one's mind and body.

Feng Yi had taken Mr. Wei's classes to prepare for a web drama role. Although Mr. Wei wasn't the top in his field, he was very patient with his students, and Feng Yi had always kept in touch with him.

Though he hadn't formally apprenticed under Mr. Wei, he would still call him "Mr. Wei" or "Master" when they met.

Feng Yi sent a message to Mr. Wei asking about cultivating one's mind and body. About 10 minutes later, Mr. Wei called him directly.

"Feng Yi, how have you been lately? Why the sudden interest in cultivating your mind and body?"

Since they were in touch, Mr. Wei knew that Feng Yi had already resolved the issues with his studio. However, at this age of striving, suddenly talking about cultivating one's mind and body made Mr. Wei worry that Feng Yi had been through some trauma.

"I'm fine, just feeling a bit restless and impulsive lately, so I want to calm down for a while," Feng Yi said.

He could tell that Mr. Wei was busy, so he didn't want to waste time chatting.

"Do you have any music recommendations?" Feng Yi asked.

Mr. Wei thought for a moment and said, "How about this: our team has recorded some new works recently, but they haven't been signed to any online platforms yet, so you can't find them online. I'll select a few albums and have someone send them to you. You can choose what you want to listen to."

"Thank you, Mr. Wei! You can just send them over; delivery within the city is pretty fast," Feng Yi said.

"No problem, I'll pick out some more things and send them together. I'll see who's free..."

After about half a minute, Mr. Wei said, "Tomorrow morning, I'll have Guan Guan deliver them to you. You can treat her to lunch when she comes. She really misses you! As soon as I mentioned it, she volunteered."

Feng Yi: "...Won't it be too much trouble for my junior sister? I live in a pretty remote area now."

The "Guan Guan" and "junior sister" they were talking about was Ye Wan, who had formally apprenticed under Mr. Wei.

This junior sister Ye Wan was... hard to describe.

Feng Yi suspected that seeing her might make his already restless mind even more agitated.

Mr. Wei asked for Feng Yi's address and laughed, "It's not really that remote. The young people recently went to Yueshan. Besides, Guan Guan really misses you."

Feng Yi didn't want to waste Mr. Wei's time by arguing, so he said, "Okay, I'll pick her up tomorrow."

"No need, just give me your detailed address, and she'll find her way. She's very capable now."

After sending his detailed address, Feng Yi ended the call with Mr. Wei. The teacher was busy with a performance and didn't have much time to chat.

The appearance of the European catfish in the residential area had spread widely. Local self-media accounts, with pictures and stories, made the event even more dramatic and heart-stopping.

Feng Yi only then realized how he had caught the fish.

Due to the arrangements of the Joint Protection Bureau, a lecture on the proper release of animals was held in the afternoon, telling everyone not to release animals indiscriminately, even common fish like the four major carp species. The person who had released the European catfish was used as a negative example.

Information about wildlife protection was also shared, emphasizing that all wildlife and their eggs are protected and should not be harmed unless necessary.

In addition, Xue Lin, who might have heard the news online, came by in the evening.

At sunset, facing the river, he mourned his dog, which was likely swallowed by a large fish, and left before it got completely dark.

Xue Lin didn't look for Feng Yi; Feng Yi sensed his presence through his sense of smell.

As for Feng Yi's 150,000 yuan prize, it arrived in his account around 8 PM.

After receiving the prize, Feng Yi sent a big red envelope in the homeowners' group. Everyone knew about it, so there was no need to hide it.

The next day.

In the morning, the homeowners who were out for a walk were still discussing the European catfish. An old lady's eyes lit up when she saw something.

A person entered the residential area, looking like a college student in her late teens, with a high ponytail, casual clothes, and a healthy, tanned complexion.

She wasn't stunningly beautiful, but the old ladies found her pleasant to look at.

The only issue was the large backpack she carried, which was stuffed with so many things that it looked like a turtle shell.

The old ladies knew the residents well and were good at recognizing people. They approached her, asked who she was looking for, offered to help, and gave her directions.

...

Feng Yi stood at the front gate, looking down the path.

When he finally saw the familiar figure, he breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't gotten lost, which was great!

Seeing the large backpack on Ye Wan's back, Feng Yi quickly went over and took it from her.

Ye Wan was very excited to see Feng Yi.

"Senior Brother! Master asked me to give you a message!"

"What did Master say?" Feng Yi asked.

"Master said, 'A thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, with effort, you can eventually cultivate into a spirit!'"

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Yi looked at her silently.

Ye Wan looked back with a face full of encouragement, clearly agreeing with Mr. Wei's words.

Feng Yi took out his phone and sent the message Ye Wan had said to Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei soon replied with a voice message, his tone amused but also a bit helpless.

"I told her, 'A thousand days of the lute, a hundred days of the zither, with effort, you can eventually master it!' Practicing an instrument can also help cultivate one's temperament. If you don't like listening to music, learning the zither is also a good choice."

Feng Yi had a "I knew it" expression.

He had known all along that his junior sister was a bit silly.

He replied to Mr. Wei, thanking him for the large bag of things to help calm his mind.

Even without opening the zipper, he could already smell the contents. Besides the albums and books Mr. Wei mentioned, there were also some incense and related tools.

As for Ye Wan, when she heard Feng Yi play back Mr. Wei's message, she nodded in realization, knowing she had misquoted him again. She apologized and then admired the surroundings, looking at the large trees on both sides of the path in the residential area.

Feng Yi didn't blame her for the misquote. Students who had learned from Mr. Wei knew that this junior sister wasn't very smart in that way.